We Need More Jonathans

Saul’s son Jonathan went to David…and helped him find strength in God.  I Samuel 23:16

Saul started out well as the first king of Israel, but eventually he lost the humility and dependency on God he had first exhibited.  He knew that David was admired more by the people than he was.  His son Jonathan, who in Saul’s mind should have succeeded him on the throne, was a very good friend of David, and completely accepting of the fact that it was David who would be the next king.  This infuriated Saul, and he desired to kill David.  David had to go into hiding.

It is in this context that Jonathan came to David and helped him “find strength in God.”  It seems to me that we don’t talk enough about Jonathan.  We hear stories of the great accomplishments of David, and of course, he is the author of many of the Psalms.  He was obviously a very gifted person innately, and also one who relied on God as a source of his creativity and strength in meeting his foes.  But, consider Jonathan!

Jonathan could have been as bitter as Saul.  It would have been in keeping with the cultures of other surrounding people groups that he should become king after his father.  Jonathan did not make this assumption.  His own relationship with God was such that he knew that God had chosen David.  Jonathan was willing to submit to God’s plan without bitterness.  He was even willing to take an active role in protecting and encouraging David.

Saul was searching for David, and Jonathan knew it.  We aren’t told how Jonathan learned of David’s hiding spot, but it is obvious he didn’t let Saul in on the secret.  In keeping with a relationship of absolute trust, Jonathan did not fear that David would kill him or hold him hostage.  David did not fear that Jonathan would reveal his whereabouts to Saul.  They were closer than biological brothers, because they were brothers spiritually.

As Christians, we sometimes refer to other believers as brothers and sisters in Christ.  I am afraid, however, that we often fall short of the relationship that Jonathan and David model for us.  We may help one another “find strength in God” through encouraging words, prayer, and helpful actions.  But, it is pretty rare to find someone who graciously steps aside and promotes someone else above himself.  I have been fortunate to have seen this, but not often enough.

We need more Jonathans! 

I need to be more like Jonathan.

It doesn’t come naturally.

Living Lyrics

This week I have been attending the ECHO Agricultural Conference, a gathering of people from all over the world who are interested in the development of third world countries through agriculture.  What a fascinating group of about 250 people are assembled from all continents!

Presentations to the entire group have occupied the mornings, while dozens of educational sessions have been offered during the afternoons and evenings.  My background is not in agriculture.  (I am tagging along with my husband who has been making presentations on drip irrigation.)  However, there has been plenty to stimulate my curiosity, from a hands on workshop in use of fruits and vegetables not typical to the American diet, to a presentation on the nutritional benefits of trace elements.

I have greatly enjoyed lectures which focused on big picture concepts.  As Americans our hearts are moved with compassion by a disaster we hear of in another country, and we open our wallets.  Too frequently we do not consider that we may do harm through aid that goes on too long, and that does not morph into development.

The benefit of this conference to me, however, has gone beyond the intellectual.  I have met real people who grapple with real issues, and who are expending their lives in service to others and to God.  While not all attendees share the same commitment to Christ, most do.  The morning devotional time has been very moving.  One morning included a tribute to the man whose vision brought ECHO into being.  Another morning included a tribute to a young woman, who had been an intern at ECHO, and who was killed in northern Afghanistan this past year while serving the people there.

It was humbling to stand in this group and hear them sing these words together:

You are the God of the broken

The friend of the weak

You wash the feet of the weary

Embrace the ones in need

And I want to be like you, Jesus

To have this heart in me

You are the God of the humble

You are the humble King

Oh, kneel me down again

Here at Your feet

Show me how much You love

Humility

Oh spirit be the star

That leads me to

The humble heart of love

I see in You

It is one thing to hear these words sung by a group of Americans who live a comfortable middle class life.  It is quite another to hear the words from the mouths of those who have actually been in difficult circumstances living out the lyrics.